When missing turns into a lovesickness rain

Standing under the sky in April, he raised his head and looked up at the sky. His eyes would have a tingling feeling. Memories were too hurtful, and he could not pour out a stream of brain in his brain. A gust of cool wind brushed the brow, and raindrops fell on the soft grass like pearls, on the dry and hot playground and on the hot roof, falling on the lake with ripples of Lotus, falling on the long-lost heart, my thoughts jumped happily in the rain, running and shouting like a bunch of rain flowers splashed on the asphalt road. Today, that year, the rain came in a hurry and went quickly! Now, the flowers meet under the April sky, racing to open up, cutting off the constant thoughts into a rain, rain over the willow, still remember that year today he and her, two people whispered secretly under the shadow of the Willow Tip, snuggled up with each other, and even the wind on the shore smiled with a moving smile. Now, a person walked through the stone bench on the shore again, only a piece of fallen flowers lay quietly on the lake alone. If you can’t go back to today that year, lovesickness can only turn into a little worry, accompanied by that piece of fallen flowers, listening to the wind in the evening and sobbing sadly. Today in that year, the rain fell in my heart, and it was cool and refreshing. Walking in the rain was also a rare enjoyment. Looking at a couple, you moved me to walk in the rain, missing tears like rain, the raindrops at that time, as precious as tears, it is happy and sweet. Missing turned into rain, and the rain curtain was too thick to drown the figure walking in the rain. The sight gradually blurred, and the Halo overflowing from the Sun could not be seen clearly. Missing turned into a lovesickness rain, drifting across the sky where he and she made a wish together, shooting stars crossed, hands closed to the chest to store each other silently in the most important position in his heart, open his eyes and hug each other to smile, the happy smile blossomed into a beautiful flower on the face, and the moving pictures were vividly seen. The wind chimes hanging on the branches are ringing. The Wishing Tree Tree is now lush and verdant. It is like hiding an ocean in my heart. There is a kind of unspeakable sadness, and the stone flows into the sea like a circle of ripples, then there was silence like silence. Missing turned into a lovesickness rain, wet his and her once happy smile, and messed up his and her warm moment. The open space of that year was full of hairy dandelions. They lay down in the middle of dandelions, stared at the clouds floating across the sky, and flew their hearts thousands of miles away, he and she were two happy people who enjoyed the happiness without being disturbed. They picked up a handful of dandelions and blew them down on each other’s hair. Dandelions also followed them all the way and passed the laughter all the way, chasing, noisy, laughing, my heart also followed happiness! What a wonderful moment, I am willing to be still at this moment. He and she were frolicking and chasing all the way. Now, missing turns into a lovesickness rain, soaking my memory. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

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